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Chapter 223: Star-Lord's Outburst and Revenge

Night at Padraic Farm.

Clark was in Peter's room. After looking around to make sure no one was there, he asked Peter, "Godfather, can I ask you a question?"

"of course."

Peter was a little confused as to why Clark had to ask him questions in such a private setting.

Is it related to love?

He couldn't give Clark much advice on issues related to adolescence and love.

But I can recommend to the other party a few books related to the physiology and psychology of adolescents.

But soon Clark's question made him realize that he was thinking in the wrong direction.

"Godfather, you said before that I was a Kryptonian, right?"

"Uh yeah."

"Apart from me, are there any other Kryptonians who survived?"

Clark asked the question he now wanted to know.

After seeing the photo in Chloe's hand at the Talon Cafe, he became very concerned about this issue.

"Well you're not alone."

Peter pondered for a moment and said to him, "Some criminals from Krypton were exiled. When Krypton was destroyed, they were lucky enough to survive."

Peter thought of one of Clark's greatest future nemeses - General Zod.

The other party was the head of Krypton's Military Association. After being dissatisfied with the decision of the ruling committee, he launched a rebellion and formed a faction. As a result, he was arrested and imprisoned in the Phantom Zone.

If nothing unexpected happens, in the future he will bring that group of Kryptonians to Earth to fight Clark.

"So I'm not the only Kryptonian, Godfather?"

"You may not be the only one, but you are the most special, Clark."

Peter said, patting him lightly on the shoulder.

"Will they treat me as one of their own?"

Clark asked Peter hesitantly.

"I don't know, but they don't have the same feelings for the Earth as you do. Maybe you will need to re-choose your position at that time, whether to stand on the side of the Earth or on their side."

Listening to Peter's words, Clark was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and thought for a moment, then he said to Peter: "Godfather, I stand on your side."

"Whatever they try to do, I won't let them hurt you."

Peter listened to Clark's expression of loyalty and pondered for a moment.

On this point, he believed Clark.

"I believe you, Clark."

Peter said to Clark: "You always know what you care about and you keep working hard for it."

He looked at the time on the clock on the wall and said to Clark, "Let's go downstairs to eat."

"Buck! Buckle!"

As soon as the two went downstairs, there was a knock on the door.

Peter walked up to open the door, and the person he saw was Officer Chandler.

"Officer Chandler?"

Peter was a little surprised that the other party would come to visit at this time.

"Good evening, Mr. Padraic."

Chandler took off his police hat and greeted Peter.

"You look so worried, you must be in some trouble. Officer Chandler, come in."

Peter let the other person into the living room.

Sitting down on the sofa, Chandler glanced at Peter and Clark and others who were sitting on the sofa.

"We've got some trouble. There was an accident at the gas station. Ed Vincent is dead. Kurt Burns is dead. And the youngest Holloway kid. I came here to warn you."

"what?"

Star-Lord looked at Chandler in shock, "What do you mean? Brett Holloway is not dead. I just saw him after school."

Brett Holloway is Star-Lord's classmate. Today, when Star-Lord stayed in school for extra lessons, he said hello to Star-Lord when he was leaving.

Now Chandler said that the classmate he had met before is now dead, which made him completely shocked!
Chandler shook his head. "I'm sorry, but that's really hard to accept."

Peter nodded solemnly and asked Chandler, "Have you found the murderer?"

"No."

Chandler sighed and said to Peter, "There was a policeman among the dead. The killing of a policeman means that the U.S. Marshals Service will take over the case. They took the case away from us."

"Are there any survivors?"

Peter asked him.

"No."

Chandler stood up and was about to leave. "I came here to remind you to be careful. The suspect has not been caught yet."

"Thank you for the heads-up, Officer Chandler."

Peter said as he sent the other person out.

When they reached the door, Chandler suddenly stopped and asked Peter, "Peter, you can catch those bastards, right?"

Peter's eyebrows twitched. "That's actually what you want, right? You want me to help you catch the criminal."

Chandler grabbed the door frame and said with a heavy expression: "I am not here as a police officer this time, but as a Smallville man. I hope you can catch them."

"Those bastards blew that kid's head off. I've seen a lot of that, but this time I just want to tear those bastards into pieces."

Chandler looked into Peter's eyes and said, "I've always known that you're not an ordinary person, Peter. You may be an alien, an angel, or a demon from hell, but I know you're definitely not a villain."

"You can't tell." Peter shook his head and said to him, "Sometimes people who look like villains are actually good people, and sometimes good people are villains. Eyes are the most deceptive senses."

Peter paused and said to him, "Anyway, thank you for your reminder, Officer Chandler."

Chandler knew he had said everything he should say, so he could only nod to Peter, put on his hat and leave.

When Peter returned to the room, he saw Star-Lord sitting on the sofa with his head lowered.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Peter asked Star-Lord as he stroked his hair.

"I just met Brett Holloway before school. I didn't expect that he would die so suddenly."

Star-Lord looked up, his eyes filled with incomprehensible pain.

"It's not fair, Dad. Why did death have to find him?"

Peter sighed and said to Star-Lord, "We cannot control death, Peter, but there is no need to fear it. The end of life is nothing more than death. The meaning of death is nothing more than rebirth or eternal sleep. Death is not the loss of life, but the exit from time. You will meet many people who have exited your time in the future. We can't do anything about it."

He knew Star-Lord's fear of death.

Star-Lord, who often dreams, dreams about death and separation in his previous life. Death is what he cares about most.

"But why are those people so cruel?!"

What Star-Lord feels more now is hatred towards the murderer.

"Don't worry, they will be punished."

Peter narrowed his eyes and looked up into the dark night of the farm.

late at night.

A quiet farm.

Star-Lord, who was lying on the bed, got down, walked to the window, looked out, took a deep breath, and then jumped down.

"Boom!"

Star-Lord, who possesses the power of a god, jumped safely to the ground.

He clapped his hands, glanced towards the farm, and left as quickly as possible.

He now wants to catch the murderers and avenge his classmates.

Although Star-Lord considers himself a peace-loving person, he is never soft on villains.

Ten minutes later, Star-Lord arrived at the grocery store near the gas station.

The grocery store that served as the crime scene has been cordoned off by police tape.

Star-Lord pulled aside the cordon and entered the store.

Looking at the store smelling of blood, Star-Lord closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

He meditated and concentrated his mental strength. Under his perception, the divine power in his body slowly lingered throughout his body, then spread outwards, surrounding the entire store.

Opening his eyes and finding himself in a space surrounded by divine energy, Star-Lord seemed to vaguely see the scene that had taken place here before.

Cries and wails echoed throughout the store, and those who called for help begged for mercy, but were still killed without mercy.

The whole space was filled with despair and blood.

Under Star-Lord's perception, the murderer completed the crime, pushed open the door and left.

After adjusting his emotions, Star-Lord used the perception of the energy of the gods to leave the grocery store and track the other party's clues.

at the same time.

A mansion outside Smallwell.

"Hey, Dad, you said you'd welcome me back, but now you don't seem very happy to see me."

Owen, holding a revolver, who committed murder in the grocery store, is talking to his parents in his home.

His parents and brother huddled together on the couch, looking in horror at Owen and his two gun-toting companions.

"That dog is too noisy, make it quiet down!"

The companion said impatiently.

Irving ignored his companions' complaints and turned his gaze to his father.

His father said to him: "Indeed, Owen, we welcome you back, but not"

"I ruined him, didn't I, Dad? Are you mad? Did I get in trouble?"

Owen looked at his father. "Did I ruin you guys? Hey, perfect days in a perfect town, right? Did I ruin America too?"

Seeing Owen's crazy look, the stepmother hugged the child and said to him with fear on her face: "Owen, you scared us."

Seeing Owen pointing a gun at his stepmother, his father quickly shouted at him: "Stop it, think about it, you don't want to hurt us, we are family!"

"I beg you!"

"Wang! Wang!"

The barking of the dog in the living room was getting louder and louder, causing Owen's head to hurt more and more.

"Shut up!"

Raising his gun, he fired at the barking dog.

"boom!"

The bullet was fired and the dog immediately fell in a pool of blood.

After killing the dog, Owen looked at his horrified parents and sneered, "Do you think that kicking me out will solve everything? Kick me out of your happy life?"

"Well, I'm back, and I've brought the real world back with me. Do you think I'm something that can be thrown away at will like garbage? Now, I'm going to teach you a lesson!"

"I want your little world to end here. You want to control me. Look, who is in charge here now? Who is the powerful person now?"

As Owen was shouting, Star-Lord had already stood outside.

(End of this chapter)